Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Brandon: [Your wife's singing is seriously good! Such a waste she didn't become a singer!]
She couldn't resist and opened the message.
She didn't expect that she could actually unlock his phone.
If he had set a screen lock, she wouldn't have been able to unlock it.
But, she did unlock it, and h
e didn't set a screen lock at all.
Brandon sent him that message, along with a video.
It was her singing and playing at the performance.
Just now, Odette also sent her the same video, a
nd told her that she was trending on the school forum.
She pressed the back button, returning his phone to its original spot.
But when she put it down, her finger accidentally hit his phone gallery.
The pictures inside, suddenly appeared before her eyes.
...
Elijah came out of the shower, Violette waved at him.
He immediately sat down by the bed.
"I suddenly have an interest in cooking. How about I cook for you from now on?" She proposed to him.
He looked at her puzzled, "Are you serious?"
"Yup! But I can't guarantee it'll taste good. Cause I've never done it before." Her eyes were filled with
curiosity about this new thing.
"Then give it a try tomorrow." Elijah said.
"Sure!" She looked at his grey robe, giving him a suggestion, "You look good in light-colored clothes,
you should wear them more often."
"But your classmates still say I look like your elder." Elijah complained.
"How do you know he wasn't just messing with you?" Violette held his face with both hands, comforting
him, "You look particularly handsome tonight."
His big hand held her small one, his deep eyes flashing with confusion, "Why are you suddenly so
affectionate?"
She blushed under his gaze, and nestled her head into his neck, whispering, "No reason, just felt like
hugging you."
His heart filled with warmth, he opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.
Time flew by.
He spent his days either working in his study or watching her cook.
And her energy was mostly spent in the kitchen.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.
Grace called early in the morning, urging them to hurry over to Old Manor.
Violette got up and cooked a pot of meat sauce pasta
After a leisurely breakfast, they headed over to Old Manor.
"How about we go have dinner with your mom this afternoon?" Elijah, holding Violette's hand, asked for
her opinion.
He suggested bringing Albina to Old Manor for dinner, but she refused.
Even if she didn't refuse, Albina would.
Violette flashed him a smile, "No it’s fine. I just want to spend the day with you. This is our first New
Year’s Eve together."
Elijah said, "We will have many more New Year’s Eves together in the future."
Violette looked out the window, laughing, "Look at the thick layer of snow outside! We can make a
snowman."
"Yeah.
“
“Let's make a snowman together later!"
Elijah wanted to say 'childish', but couldn't bring himself to say it.
He didn't want to spoil her mood.
After lunch at Old Manor, Violette dragged him out to make a snowman.
The rest of the Bourne family stood by watching them play.
This was the first time in all these years that they had seen Elijah do something so childish. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
But looking at the smile on his face, he must be happy!
"Elijah, are you happy?" Violette looked at the snowman they built together, suddenly asked.
Elijah said, "I am. Being with you makes me happy."
He didn't say the rest of his thoughts out loud, but silently recited them in his heart.